My trips to my favorite aboriginal village continue every Saturday. Again and again, God speaks to the children in ways I never imagined. So many times He's working behind the scenes, in ways invisible to my human eyes. Truly, He continues to show Himself strong and faithful and amazing!

Like the other week when I shared the story of Shadrach, Meshach and Abednego and how they refused to bow down to the statue that the king put up. My ten village boys crowd around me, intently listening. These boys grow up rough. They are often neglected or have broken families. They use cuss words, get into fights, and have bad manners. Yet when I sit down on this particular day, they scoot closer as I share the Scriptures.

I am praying the whole time. I don't want these kids to leave saying this was an amusing story. I don't want them going home thinking that Teacher Joanna is a good storyteller. I want God Almighty to reach down into their hearts and work on t…